Hits From Liberland

Art thou—art thou that slayedst
Madhou and Narak grim;
That ridest on the King of Birds,
Making all glories dim.
With eyes like open lotus-flowers,
Bright in the morning rain,
Freeing by one swift piteous glance
The spirit from Life's pain:

 Of all the three Worlds Treasure! 
 Of sin the Putter-by!
 You are the Ten-Headed Victor!
 You Shaker of the Mountain!
 You Shadow of the Storm!
 You Cloud that unto Angels face
 Comes welcome, white, and warm!

O Jah — to who to great angels
Art like the silvery beam
Which moon-sick chakors feed upon
By rivers silent stream,—
To thee this hymn ascendeth,
That angels doth sing,
Of worship, love, and mystery
High Lord and Heavenly King!


 Of all the three Worlds Treasure! 
 Of sin the Putter-by!
 You are the Ten-Headed Victor!
 You Shaker of the Mountain!
 You Shadow of the Storm!
 You Cloud that unto Angels face
 Comes welcome, white, and warm!

     And unto whoso hears it
     Let your blessing bring
     And unto whoso hears it
     Let your blessing bring

 Of all the three Worlds Treasure! 
 Of sin the Putter-by!
 You are the Ten-Headed Victor!
 You Shaker of the Mountain!
 You Shadow of the Storm!
 You Cloud that unto Angels face
 Comes welcome, white, and warm!

Angels - eLouise(HappyLand, 2021)

A goccia a goccia s'incava la pietra.
Bisogna accomodarsi ai tempi.
A padre guadagnatore figlio spenditore.
Bisogna che si levi di buon'ora chi desidera piacere a tutti.

Bisogna prima pensare e poi fare.
Ad ogni uccello il proprio nido è bello.

Aggiungere legno al fuoco.
Bocca di miele, cuore di fiele.
Al buon vino non bisogna frasca.
Bisogna rischiare la scardola per avere il salmone.

Bisogna prima pensare e poi fare.
Ad ogni uccello il proprio nido è bello.

  Al piu potente ceda il più prudente.
  Bisogna saper afferrare l'occasione pei capelli.

Bisogna prima pensare e poi fare.
Ad ogni uccello il proprio nido è bello.

Bisogna - Andrea Stocchino - L'a Amore Vince Sempre, 2021

A cane scottato l 'acqua fredda pare calda.
Buona incudine non teme martello.
A chi bene crede, Dio provvede.
Buon principio fa buon fine.

A mali estremi, estremi rimedi.
Ad ogni pazzo piace il suon del suo sonaglio.

A chi parla poco, gli basta la metà del cervello.
È meglio qualche cosa che niente
Can che abbaia non morde.
A chi vuole, non mancano modi.

A mali estremi, estremi rimedi.
Ad ogni pazzo piace il suon del suo sonaglio.

 Anche la legna storta dà fuoco diritto.
 Andara a Roma senza vedere il papa.

A mali estremi, estremi rimedi.
Ad ogni pazzo piace il suon del suo sonaglio.

Mali Estremi,  Mali Remedi - Andrea Stocchino - L'a Amore Vince Sempre, 2021

Camminare sopra il filo di un rasoio.
A carne di lupo, zanne di cane.
Cavallo riscaldato, e garzon ritornato, non fu mai buono.
A chi dai il dito si prende anche il braccio.

Assai pampini e poca uva.
Aspetta, caval, che l'erba cresca.

Chiave d'oro apre ogni porta.
A chi Dio vuol castigare leva il cervello.
Chi affoga s'attaccherrebbe alle funi del cielo
A torto si lagna del mare chi due volte ci vuol tornare.

Assai pampini e poca uva.
Aspetta, caval, che l'erba cresca.

 Al confessore, medico e avvocato, non tenere il ver celato.
 Al confessore, medico e avvocato, non tenere il ver celato.

Assai pampini e poca uva.
Aspetta, caval, che l'erba cresca.

Assai Pampini - Andrea Stocchino - L'a Amore Vince Sempre, 2021

Chi ama me, ama il mio cane.
Chi aspettar suole, ha ciò che vuole.
Chi ben commincia è alla metà dell’opra.
Chi dà presto dà due volte.

Chi ha capo di cera non vada al sole.
Chi ha fatto il mala, faccia la penitenza.

Chi da se stesso può fare alcuna cosa, non aspetti che altri la faccia.
Chi di gallina nasce, convien che razzoli.
Chi di gatta nasce, sorci piglia.
Chi disordani da giovane se ne pente da vecchio.

Chi ha capo di cera non vada al sole.
Chi ha fatto il mala, faccia la penitenza.

Da chi mi fido, mi guardi Dio, da chi non mi fido guarderò io.
Da chi mi fido, mi guardi Dio, da chi non mi fido guarderò io.

Chi ha capo di cera non vada al sole.
Chi ha fatto il mala, faccia la penitenza.

Chi...

Da colpa nasce colpa
Chi vuol saldar pinga non la maneggia.
Dai cattivi costumi nascono le buone leggi.
Chi vuol pigliare uccelli non deve trar loro dietro randelli.

Delle inguire il remedio è lui scordarsi.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.

Dal frutto si conosce l'albero.
Chi vuol' mangiar col diavolo bisogna aver cucchiaio lungo.
Dal riso molto conosci lo stolto.
Chi vuol gastigar un villano, lo dia a gastigar ad un altro.

Delle inguire il remedio è lui scordarsi.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.

Dare il diavolo ciò che gli spetta.fe meglio
Della superbia dei poveri il diavolo se ne netta il sedere.

Delle inguire il remedio è lui scordarsi.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.
Di buona volontà sta pieno l'inferno.

Di Buona Volontà - Andrea Stocchino - L'a Amore Vince Sempre, 2021

Ciò che Dio fa è ben fatto.
Chi è assente ha sempre torto.
Ciò che e rimasto ha sapore piu dolce.
Chi ha bisogno, domandi.

Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Come la cosa indugia, piglia vizio.

Con la pazienza s'acquista scienza.
Chi ha fatto il male, faccia la penitenza.
Con nulla non si fa nulla.
Chi ha fretta, indugi.

Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Come la cosa indugia, piglia vizio.

 Credi agli anni. Contro i difetti del vicin t'adiri, 
e gli stessi difetti in te non miri.

Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Comprare una gatta nel sacco.
Come la cosa indugia, piglia vizio.

Gatta Nel Sacco - Andrea Stocchino - L'a Amore Vince Sempre, 2021

In good-fortune not elated, in ill-fortune not dismayed,
Ever eloquent in council, never in the fight affrayed,
Proudly emulous of honour, steadfastly on wisdom set;
These six virtues in the nature of a noble soul are met.

Let the household hold together, 
though the house be ne'er so small;
Strip the rice-husk from the rice-grain, 
and it groweth not at all

Whoso hath them, gem and glory of the three wide worlds is he;
Happy mother she that bore him, she who nursed him on her knee."
"Small things wax exceeding mighty, being cunningly combined;
Furious elephants are fastened with a rope of grass-blades twined."

Let the household hold together, 
though the house be ne'er so small;
Strip the rice-husk from the rice-grain, 
and it groweth not at all

Sickness, anguish, bonds, and woe
Spring from wrongs wrought long ago
Sickness, anguish, bonds, and woe
Spring from wrongs wrought long ago


Let the household hold together, 
though the house be ne'er so small;
Strip the rice-husk from the rice-grain, 
and it groweth not at all

Let The Household Hold Together - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

Labours spent on the unworthy, of reward the labourer balk;
Like the parrot, teach the heron twenty words, he will not talk.
Ah! a thousand thoughts of sorrow, and a hundred things of dread,
By the fools unheeded, enter day by day the wise man's head.

Be Jah's Scripture-learning wondrous, yet the cheat will be a cheat;
Be her pasture ne'er so bitter, yet the cow's milk will taste sweet.

Of the day's impending dangers, Sickness, Death, and Misery,
One will be; the wise man, waking, ponders which that one will be.
Good things come not out of bad things; wisely leave a longed-for ill.
Nectar being mixed with poison serves no purpose but to kill.

Be Jah's Scripture-learning wondrous, yet the cheat will be a cheat;
Be her pasture ne'er so bitter, yet the cow's milk will taste sweet.

Trust not water, trust not weapons; trust not clawed nor horned things;
Neither give thy soul to women, nor thy life to Sons of Kings

Be Jah's Scripture-learning wondrous, yet the cheat will be a cheat;
Be her pasture ne'er so bitter, yet the cow's milk will taste sweet.

Jah's Scriptures  - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

When the Day of Wrath and Mercy cometh, 
none shall doubt it come;
Unto hell some it shall lower, 
and exalt to heaven some.
When the Earth with great shocks shaketh, 
and the mountains crumble flat,
Quick and Dead shall be divided fourfold
:—on this side and that.

The "Companions of the Right Hand" 
- Ah! how joyful they will be!
The "Companions of the Left Hand" 
- oh! what misery to see!)

Such, moreover, as of old times loved the truth, 
and taught it well,
First in faith, they shall be foremost in reward. 
The rest to hell.
But those souls attaining Jah oh! 
the Gardens of good cheer
Kept to bless them! Yea, besides the "faithful," 
many shall be there.

The "Companions of the Right Hand" 
- Ah! how joyful they will be!
The "Companions of the Left Hand" 
- oh! what misery to see!)

Lightly lying on soft couches, beautiful with 'broidered gold,
Friends with friends, they shall be served by youths immortal, who shall hold.

The "Companions of the Right Hand" 
- Ah! how joyful they will be!
The "Companions of the Left Hand" 
- oh! what misery to see!)

Day Of Wrath And Mercy - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

Look! the Moon, the silver roamer, from whose splendour darkness flies,
With his starry cohorts marching, like a crowned king, through the skies.
All his grandeur, all his glory, vanish in the Dragon's jaw;
What is written on the forehead, that will be, and nothing more.

Be second and not the first!
Be second and not the first!
—the share's the same If all go well. 
If not, ther's Head's to blame

Avarice begetteth anger; blind desires from her begin;
A right fruitful mother is she of a countless spawn of sin.
Passion will be Slave or Mistress: follow her, she brings to woe;
Lead her, 'tis the way to Fortune. Choose the path that thou wilt go.

Be second and not the first!
Be second and not the first!
—the share's the same If all go well. 
If not, ther's Head's to blame

Passion will be Slave or Mistress: follow her, she brings to woe;
Lead her, 'tis the way to Fortune. Choose the path that thou wilt go.

Be second and not the first!
Be second and not the first!
—the share's the same If all go well. 
If not, ther's Head's to blame

Be Second, Not The First - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

Keep wealth for want, but spend it for thy wife,
And wife, and wealth, and all, to guard thy life."
"Death, that must come, comes nobly when we give
Our wealth, and life, and all, to make men live.

Bar thy door not to the stranger, 
be he friend or be he foe,
For the tree will shade the woodman 
while his axe doth lay it low.

Floating on his fearless pinions, lost amid the noonday skies,
Even thence the Eagle's vision kens the carcass where it lies;
But the hour that comes to all things comes unto the Lord of Air,
And he rushes, madly blinded, to die helpless in the snare.

Bar thy door not to the stranger, 
be he friend or be he foe,
For the tree will shade the woodman 
while his axe doth lay it low.

Greeting fair, and room to rest in; fire, and water from the well—
Simple gifts—are given freely in the house where good men dwell

Bar thy door not to the stranger, 
be he friend or be he foe,
For the tree will shade the woodman 
while his axe doth lay it low.

Bar Thy Door Not - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

This is enough! All heaven is glad of you.
It is enough! Come, you most blessed one.
Come unto Jah's peace, well-gained. Lay now aside.
Thy loving wrath, and hear the speech of Heaven.

Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.
Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.

It is appointed that all kings see hell.
The reckonings for the life of men are twain:
Of each man's righteous deeds a tally true,
A tally true of each man's evil deeds.

Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.
Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.

And then the joys. Sweet is peace after pain,
And bitter pain which follows peace; yet they,
Who sorely sin, taste of the heaven they miss,
And they that suffer quit their debt at last.

Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.
Who hath wrought little right, to him is paid
A little bliss in heaven then the woe.

A Little Bliss In Heaven - eLouise (HappyLand, 2021)

He who shares his comrade's portion, be he beggar, be he lord,
Comes as truly, comes as duly, to the battle as the board

Stars gleam, lamps flicker, friends foretell of fate;
The fated sees, knows, hears them—all too late.

Stands before the king to succour, follows to the pile to sigh
He is friend, and he is kinsman; less would make the name a lie.

Stars gleam, lamps flicker, friends foretell of fate;
The fated sees, knows, hears them—all too late.

  Absent, flatterers' tongues are daggers—present, softer than the silk;
  Shun them! 'tis a draught of poison hidden under harmless milk

Stars gleam, lamps flicker, friends foretell of fate;
The fated sees, knows, hears them—all too late.

Stars Gleam - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

That friend only is the true friend who abides when trouble comes;
That man only is the brave man who can bear the battle-drums;

Friend and kinsman
Friend and kinsman 
more their meaning than 
the idle-hearted mind

Words are wind; deed proveth promise: he who helps at need is kin;
And the leal wife is loving though the husband lose or win.

Friend and kinsman
Friend and kinsman 
more their meaning than 
the idle-hearted mind

 Many a friend can prove unfriendly, many a kinsman less than kind:
 Many a friend can prove unfriendly, many a kinsman less than kind:

Friend and kinsman
Friend and kinsman 
more their meaning than 
the idle-hearted mind

Friend And Kinsman - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

That flash in the green gloom, sparkling stars and stones.
My Prince! my Lotus-faced! my woe! my love!

  O Soul made for my joys, pure, perfect, proud!
  Ah, my Beloved! in thy darkness dear;

Whose broad brow, with the tilka-spot above,
Shames the bright moon at full with fleck of cloud;

  O Soul made for my joys, pure, perfect, proud!
  Ah, my Beloved! in thy darkness dear;

    Thou to mistake so little for so much!
    Thou, beloved, to be palm to palm with such!

  O Soul made for my joys, pure, perfect, proud!
 Ah, my Beloved! in thy darkness dear;

Soul To Soul - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

O Dancer! strip thy peacock-crown away,
Rise! thou whose forehead is the star of day,
With beauty for its silver halo set;
Come! thou whose greatness gleams beneath its shroud
Like thunders rainbow shining through the cloud.

  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing
  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing

Come, for I love thee, my Beloved! yet.
Must love thee—cannot choose but love thee ever,
My best Beloved—set on this endeavor,
To win thy tender heart and earnest eye
From lips but sadly sweet, from restless bosoms,

  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing
  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing

    Half hopeless, thinking of myself forsaken,
    And thee, dear Loiterer, in the wood o'ertaken
    With passion for those bold and wanton ones,[24]
    Who knit thine arms as poison-plants gripe trees
    With twining cords—their flowers the braveries
    That flash in the green gloom, sparkling stars and stones.

  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing
  To mine, O Jah with the words of blossoms!
  To mine Jah Great I sing

To Jah I Sing - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

Even your phantasies are teachers.
Mighty Love makes sweet in seeming
Even Earth's woodland dreaming;
Mighty Love sways all alike
From self to selflessness. Oh! strike
From your eyes the veil, and see
What Love willeth Him to be
Who in error, but in grace,

  When the mango blooms in spring,
  And "Koohoo," "Koohoo," birds sing

Sitteth with that lotus-face,
And those eyes whose rays of heaven
Unto phantom-eyes are given;
Holding feasts of foolish mirth
With these Visions of the earth;
Learning love, and love imparting;
Yet with sense of loss upstarting:—
For the cloud that veils the fountains

  When the mango blooms in spring,
  And "Koohoo," "Koohoo," birds sing

    Underneath the Sandal mountains,
    How—as if the sunshine drew
    All its being to the blue—
    It takes flight, and seeks to rise
    High into the purer skies,
    High into the snow and frost,
    On the shining summits lost!

When the mango blooms in spring,
And "Koohoo," "Koohoo," birds sing

When The Mango Blooms - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

Meeting looks and tangled tresses,
Universe the same hath writ,
That ye might have gain of it,
Sagely its deep sense conceiving

 Lord of highest, Lord of lowest—
 Manifests himself to mortals,
 Winning them towards the portals
 Of his secret House, the gates

And its inner light believing;
How that Love—the mighty Master,
Lord of all the stars that cluster
In the sky, swiftest and slowest,

 Lord of highest, Lord of lowest—
 Manifests himself to mortals,
 Winning them towards the portals
 Of his secret House, the gates

    Of that bright Paradise which waits
    The wise in love. Ah, human creatures!

 Lord of highest, Lord of lowest—
 Manifests himself to mortals,
 Winning them towards the portals
 Of his secret House, the gates

Manifestation - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

Universe made for heavenly things,
'Mid those woodland singers sings;
With those dancers dances featly,
Gives back soft embraces sweetly;

 And this shadowed earthly love
 In the twilight of the grove,
 Dance and song and soft caresses
 Dance and song and soft caresses

Smiles on that one, toys with this,
Glance for glance and kiss for kiss;
Meets the merry damsels fairly,
Plays the round of folly rarely,

 And this shadowed earthly love
 In the twilight of the grove,
 Dance and song and soft caresses
 Dance and song and soft caresses

   Lapped in milk-warm spring-time weather,
   He and those brown girls together.

 And this shadowed earthly love
 In the twilight of the grove,
 Dance and song and soft caresses
 Dance and song and soft caresses

Dance Of Soft Caresses - Glow Ria (Revelation, 2021)

Reggae & Dub music about Love, Divinity and Unity of it with happenings and random thoughts on life

Hits From Liberland

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